I think people at work are actually mad at me for this. no wolf.
FRIDAY MORNING MARVEL DOG
by Dan Pribble
This morning I awoke and found
My marvel-dog, a robust hound,
Awaiting, from my steady hand,
A word of loving stern command.
Go feast, my beast! I cackled fast,
Go eat! Bring terror wide and vast.
For this bleak morn is Marvel Day!
Let forth your dire baleful bray!
Said Marvel-Dog “What’s up with that?
A peaceful dog, I am, Fat Cat.
Doomsday hound is not my thing,
So quit your murd’rous blathering.
My jaw dropped nearly to the floor.
What happened to that Marvel-roar?
That Marvel-feasting, Marvel-fear?
That Marvel-chugging Marvel-beer?
“I’m done with that.” he grinned and said.
“I’m gonna be a priest instead.
And spread my word of marvel-love
And wear a rhinestone Marvel-glove.”
Said I “Blasphemer! Hound of doom!”
Demandeth I a mournful gloom!
A pall upon this Marvel-Day
So Kill, great hound, and feast away!”
But he just dropped a Marvel-smile,
A rack of teeth so full of guile
That I just thought I’d smile, too.
Oh Marvel-dog, I do love you!
Also, a baffler: this morning I complete an request for a person named Ian Sue Wing…huh? is it a man? a woman? Scottish? Chinese? What’s going on? And in other, name related news, this Chinese ScotsWoMan ordered an article authored by a dude name Blazaka. BLAZAKA! He get’s my vote for the rockin’-est chemical engineer around.
posted by dan @ 12:00 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home